Belching and loud laughter echoed throughout the house from the basement and once again distracted me from my studying. Austin and his friends, Stephen included, were all down in the basement hanging out and partying while I tried studying for my calculus final. I sighed in frustration and pushed away my notes from in front of me as mom walked into the kitchen.
"Hey honey, you okay?" mom briefly rubbed my shoulders and went to eat something.
"No, I'm stressed about this math final tomorrow and I can't concentrate right now because of Austin and his followers," I explained with a sigh. I tied my hair up in a messy bun and looked up at mom with tired eyes. Right now I was sporting a headache and I'm sure my eyes were beginning to droop from how tired I was.
"I'm sure you'll be fine honey." mom reassured me as she struggled to sit down on the chair in front of me. I hopped up from my seat and helped lower her into the chair. "Thanks." she smiled and sipped on her tea.
Thundering footsteps came stomping up the stairs and soon after Austin and Stephen came into view.
"Hey mom." Austin greeted mom with a kiss to the forehead. "Nerd." he nodded his head in my direction. He received a middle finger in return and he chuckled.
"Hey babe, how's the studying going?" Stephen asked from the seat next to mine.
"It would be better if you guys kept it quiet down there." I glared at the two guys.
"No one told you to study in the kitchen near the basement." Austin pointed out.
"I can't study anywhere else. I'll either fall asleep or become distracted with something else and never get any studying done." I explained to him so he understood my dilemma and hopefully gained an ounce of compassion; enough compassion to tell his friends to quiet down so I could study.
"That's your fault." he shrugged and crossed his arms.
"Whatever." I answered back and dragged the notes back in front of me. Looking at the equations gave me a headache again and I groaned.
"Sweetie, you guys can quiet down a little." mom sighed and rubbed her stomach, grimacing in pain.
"You okay?" Austin asked and rushed over to where mom was. It still amazes me how he could be such a d-bag one moment and the next he's a caring sweetheart.
"Yeah, don't worry about me." mom waved him off and grabbed his hand to lift herself up from the chair. She waddled over to the fridge and grabbed her jar of pickles and a small container containing yogurt. Austin and I both gave each other a disgusted look at the mixture.
When mom was a safe distance away Austin raced over to where I was and slapped my notes away from in front of me so he could get my attention. Every other time I would've laughed, but seeing as how I stressed how I am it actually irritated me even more.
"What the fuck, Austin?" I snapped and picked up my papers from the floor.
" I need your help." he immediately responded.
"Absolutely not." I shot back at him. Did this nutcase really think I was gonna help him?
"Why not?" he whined and pouted.
"Maybe cause you just knocked my shit off the table." I said and stacked up my papers. I got up from my seat and walked into the family room to grab my bag and go to my room. There was no use in studying anymore, it was too noisy and I studied enough for the night.
"Can you just hear me out?" he pleaded.
"Fine, what do you want?" I turned to him with a raised eyebrow. Every time Austin asked me for a favor it usually involved getting him out of trouble.
"The guys and I are going down to Miami for the summer." he quickly said in one breath.
"Okay, but don't you have football camp?" I asked him.
"That's where you come in." he nervously chuckled and played with his fingers.
"Oh geez, I'm not even sticking around to hear this." I said and headed towards my room with Austin and Stephen trailing behind.
"If you don't hear me out I'll tell dad how that scratch really got on his truck." Austin said, stopping me right in my tracks. I spun around in anger, glaring at him with hate. "Try me." he smugly said once he saw my expression.
Instead of answering I continued into my room as well as Austin and Stephen. While Stephen and I sat on my bed Austin decided to stand up and pace back and forth.
"So like I was saying, I need you to take my spot at camp. I'm not missing out on a summer of drinking and partying down in Miami." Austin said in a matter of fact tone.
"I can't take your spot." I answered with a shrug.
"And why not?" he glared at me.
"Cause I don't know anything about football you nimrod." I pointed out. I was a cheerleader for Christ's sake, not a football player. When I cheered at Austin and Stephen's games I never paid attention.
"That's okay, we can teach you." Austin replied like it was nothing.
"So Evan can have an opportunity to knock me out?" I raised an eyebrow at my brother. Everybody knows Evan and I don't get along, he's too arrogant and stupid for me to tolerate for more than five minutes at a time.
"I won't let that happen." Stephen spoke for the first time since coming up from the basement. He grabbed my hand and offered me a smile.
"See? Everything is gonna be fine." Austin clapped his hands and smiled wide at me.
"If all of you guys are going to Miami does that mean I have to go to camp by myself?" I almost yelled but kept my voice down so I didn't attract mom or dad's attention.
"I'll go with you guys." Stephen offered.
I turned to him with pleading eyes. "Are you sure? Don't you wanna go to Miami too?" I asked him.
"I mean I do, but I can't send you to a place you don't know with a whole bunch of guys. What kind of boyfriend would I be?" he asked.
Oh I loved this kid. He was too perfect.
I threw myself at him and planted my lips on his. Austin scoffed in disgust and started walking out of my room, no doubt going back down to the basement to finish partying.
"One more thing." Austin said before walking away. Stephen and I pulled away so Austin could properly talk to me "We start training tomorrow." he said and walked away.
I groaned and threw myself back down on the bed, already mentally preparing myself for the brutal training that would take place tomorrow.
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Dallas Keller is the stereotypical ideal high school girl you see in the movies; tall, blond, pretty, cheerleader, popular and has a football boyfriend. All Dallas wants to do is enjoy her summer before she starts her senior year in high school, but...